Four Consecutive Promotions, Qi Condensation Twelfth Layer! Counter-killing the Plunderer!

They came.

Two figures, one after the other, completely sealed off Han Feng's escape route.

The wind in the forest seemed to stall as well.

The long-faced cultivator, Chu Sheng, toyed with a short blade in his hand, a cat-teasing-mouse grin plastered on his face.

"Kid, you run pretty fast."

"Picking such a scenic spot—trying to find yourself a nice burial ground?"

Beside him, the round-faced Chu Gou chuckled darkly, rubbing his hands together.

His gaze swept over Han Feng, as if appraising the value of some merchandise.

"Big brother, don't waste words on him. A broke Eighth Level of Qi Refining loser—what good stuff could he have? Let's just finish this and get back to drinking."

"What's the rush?" Chu Sheng drawled lazily. "Even a mosquito leg is still meat. Besides, look how calm he is. Maybe he's got a surprise or two we don't know about."

Han Feng stood silently, saying nothing.

A surprise?

There really was one.

He couldn't be bothered to confirm anything further. The naked malice in their eyes was answer enough.

If you want to kill for loot, you'd better be ready to be killed in return.

The moment the Chu brothers thought their prey was trapped and about to strike—

Han Feng moved.

He didn't summon a magic tool or cast a spell. He simply reached into his Storage Bag and pulled out a gleaming golden talisman.

"A Diamond Talisman?"

Chu Sheng's smile faltered for a second, then twisted into contempt.

"So you traded all your spirit stones for a life-saving toy. Scared of dying, huh?"

"But do you really think a low-grade mid-level defense talisman can save your life?"

"Breaking it is just a little extra trouble!"

Before his words faded, he slapped his Storage Bag. A Blood-colored Long Saber howled out, tearing through the air with a screech, and slashed viciously at Han Feng.

Chu Gou struck at the same time. A Silver Small Sword turned into a streak of cold light, stabbing straight forward.

Han Feng's face showed no emotion as he channeled his Magic Power into the talisman.

Hum!

A thick Golden Light Shield snapped open, encasing him completely.

Clang! Clang!

The blood saber and silver sword slammed into the shield almost simultaneously, erupting in two thunderous crashes.

The shield caved inward violently, ripples spreading across its surface.

But it held firm against the assault, quickly restoring itself.

"Tough little shell!" Chu Gou said, surprised.

"Keep going! Let's see how long this brat's turtle shell can last!"

Chu Sheng barked, pouring more Magic Power into his attack. The Blood-colored Long Saber's strikes grew even more ferocious.

Under their combined assault, the shield's light began to flicker. It clearly wouldn't hold much longer.

For a short time, it was safe.

But that time was enough.

Right then, inside the shield, Han Feng closed his eyes.

Attribute Addition!

He thought silently.

[Consumed 30 Attribute Points. Evergreen Skill advanced to Ninth Layer!]

[Consumed 30 Attribute Points. Evergreen Skill advanced to Tenth Layer!]

[Consumed 50 Attribute Points. Evergreen Skill advanced to Eleventh Layer!]

[Consumed 50 Attribute Points. Evergreen Skill advanced to Twelfth Layer!]

Boom!

A torrent of Magic Power, several times greater than before, exploded within his body, surging wildly through his meridians.

Ninth Layer of Qi Condensation, Tenth Layer, Eleventh Layer...

Bottlenecks?

None existed.

Under the power of Attribute Points, every barrier was as fragile as paper.

In just a few breaths, his cultivation broke through one obstacle after another, surging unstoppably to the peak of Qi Condensation Twelfth Layer!

"What?!"

Outside, the Chu brothers, who had been attacking with all their might, suddenly sensed a vast aura erupting violently from within the Golden Light Shield.

The two stared in shock at the figure inside the light shield.

His aura was skyrocketing in a way that defied all reason!

Qi Condensation Twelfth Layer!

How was that possible!

A cultivator who needed to buy a basic Cultivation Technique was actually a master at Qi Condensation Twelfth Layer?

Chu Sheng and Chu Gou's minds went completely blank.

They finally realized they had kicked an iron plate!

The other party was no fledgling lamb ripe for the plucking, but a prehistoric crocodile in sheep's clothing!

Everything before had been playing the pig to eat the tiger!

"Big brother, this..."

Chu Gou's voice was panicked.

Chu Sheng's face had long lost its earlier arrogance; cold sweat dripped down his temples.

He forced out a smile uglier than tears, hastily withdrew his magic item, and cupped his hands.

"Fellow Daoist! Fellow Daoist, calm down! A misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"

"It's... it's us brothers who failed to recognize a true mountain and acted rashly! We'll leave now, right now!"

"Apologizing now?"

Han Feng inside the light shield opened his eyes.

"Too late!"

He was just worrying about not having enough spirit stones and pills—how could he let these two fat sheep that had delivered themselves to his door get away!

Hum!

The Seven Profound Sword let out a clear, sharp ring, transforming into a streak of cyan lightning, shooting straight at Chu Gou!

"Not good!"

Chu Sheng was horrified; he never expected the other party to be so decisive, striking without warning.

He instinctively offered up a Bronze Shield Magic Item, placing it in front of himself.

On the other side, Chu Gou reacted just as quickly, his hands forming seals at lightning speed, and a semi-transparent shield of howling wind took shape in an instant.

Wind Shield Technique!

But just as he thought he could block the Flying Sword, Han Feng's other killing move had already descended silently.